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Spring makes my life feel like it's coming together in such lovely ways. This weather makes me feel so good. We have all sorts of pretty flowering trees on my culdesac and I look out my bedroom window and watch the teeny tiny petals fly around in little cyclones through my back yard.
I love my new place. From the horror movie action figure display case to the sconce lights Ken and I wired into the wall to the crimson curtains to the 70's style faux-brick linoleum in the kitchen, it all just makes me feel like I'm home. Even the first night we were here it felt that way. And now I'm sitting in a living room that's comfortable and aesthetically pleasing and full of nice things and Batman books and copies of Bizarre magazine and the scarf I'm knitting is sitting on the mantle. This is my house and I fucking love it.
I'm sitting here enjoying the sounds and smells of spring-ness through the open window and waiting for Ken to be ready so we can go out and be people and enjoy ourselves all day. I love that I'm dating somebody who I can be a person with. Who enjoys socializing in other forms than giant parties and drunken puking people. We're going to a barbeque at Sean and Barb's house and then we're going to Ron and Jamie's to watch the UFC pay per view and generally just being around people and chillin out and enjoying each others' company. Which is all I really want from a person. I'm thrilled with the idea of a Saturday spent around chill people.
Ruh roh time to go, we took our sweet ass time getting ready. Ken's cologne smells so good.
I love my new place. From the horror movie action figure display case to the sconce lights Ken and I wired into the wall to the crimson curtains to the 70's style faux-brick linoleum in the kitchen, it all just makes me feel like I'm home. Even the first night we were here it felt that way. And now I'm sitting in a living room that's comfortable and aesthetically pleasing and full of nice things and Batman books and copies of Bizarre magazine and the scarf I'm knitting is sitting on the mantle. This is my house and I fucking love it.
I'm sitting here enjoying the sounds and smells of spring-ness through the open window and waiting for Ken to be ready so we can go out and be people and enjoy ourselves all day. I love that I'm dating somebody who I can be a person with. Who enjoys socializing in other forms than giant parties and drunken puking people. We're going to a barbeque at Sean and Barb's house and then we're going to Ron and Jamie's to watch the UFC pay per view and generally just being around people and chillin out and enjoying each others' company. Which is all I really want from a person. I'm thrilled with the idea of a Saturday spent around chill people.
Ruh roh time to go, we took our sweet ass time getting ready. Ken's cologne smells so good.